Waiting room magazine covers
of the current blondes,
what a culture we are,
pursuing the faux glory
of people we don’t know.
Not people who do great things,
but people who look good.
The local weekly is full of ads
toward that end. Sucking fat,
enlarging breasts, waxing,
weaving, tanning, dying.
It makes me want to move.
I’ve always known
I was living in the wrong place,
but where to go
is the unanswered